Monster by Kj Dahlen

Author:Kj Dahlen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: KJ Dahlen, Tennessee Breeds MC, Satan's Spawn MC Series, Spawn & Spitfire, Sin's Bastards MC, Sin's Next Generation MC, MC Romance, Romantic suspense
Publisher: Kj Dahlen
Published: 2020-01-14T00:00:00+00:00

After Greer moved back to stare at her, she spoke, “Turn the light on. I lit the candles you had, but now I feel it’s too dark in here.”

Leaning over, Greer snapped it on.

“There.” She gazed up at him. “So you have now seen me. All of me.”

Cocking his head, he smiled. “Yes, a couple of times. And you know what?”

She tilted her head at him. “What?”

“I could look at you all day, all night and the next day. Then the day after that and the—”

“Yes.” She laughed. “I get the picture. But what I want is for you to strip for me.”

He blinked at her several times. “What?”

Nodding, Shyla knew this was what she wanted. To see him...all of him. She’d only had peek or two before this. “I have envisioned you several times. I have never really seen you though. I figure tit for tat, you know?”

He stared at her as his mouth fell open.

“I want to see all of you, before we... Do umm... this.” At his startled expression, she laughed. “I even peeked at you when you were undressing, Greer! I want to see lots more.”

“Really?”

“Hell, yes.” She grinned. “So are you gonna?”

He looked confused.

“Strip for me,” she reminded him. “Then, we are good to go.” She had planned to give him all she could anyway, but why not get a show.

He looked thunderstruck. “Good to...You aren’t kidding are you?”

“Nope.”

He shook his head and chuckled a bit.

“What? You haven’t ever like stripped for a woman before?” she challenged.

His eyes narrowed at her. “You are something else, woman. And no, not like that.”

“So? Are you nervous? I wouldn’t be, if I were you, seeing that you are like...”

At this statement, Greer tilted his head at her. “Like?”

She again flushed. “So fucking sexy.”

He stared at her then chuckling, he stepped down and stood to the side of the bed. “So where do you want me to start?”

“Mmm...” Her eyes roamed over him. She knew she wanted to see that chest and those shoulders she had hung onto for hours out there on horseback. Nodding, she urged, “The shirt first.”

He reached down and tugged.

“Go slow,” she ordered.

Pausing, he frowned. “Bossy woman.”

“Yes, so everyone tells me.”

He shook his head, but he did slowly raise up the shirt. He seemed to enjoy the game too as his eyes danced with humor. “Whatever my Indian goddess wants.”

When she saw his stomach and the abs, her body reacted in a wild way. She stared at him like a teen girl that had never seen a man shirtless before. But of course she had, many times as the men of the tribe often went shirtless. “More,” she muttered.

He raised it up to his chest, revealing a tat that looked like Asian writing.

“Nice ink,” she breathed out as she sat up a bit more to get the best view of him. “What does it mean?”

He shrugged. “Maybe someday I will tell you, bossy girl.” He then lifted the shirt higher.

She caught writing on his arms. “Wait.

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